When Winnie returned from her phone call, Channing had already made dinner and the smell of food was coming through.

It was quite late now and she was really hungry.

Winnie walked over and sat at the table, "Did you ...... go back to see your sister."

"Went."

"So how is she doing these days?"

Channing placed the bowl in front of her and then sat down, "You can just ask her."

Winnie gave a token smile and didn't answer.

In the past few years, she has never had the courage to face Stella, at most, she just sends greetings on New Year's Day, and then buys some gifts for the children and sends them over.

She kept her head down and ate in silence.

The room was quiet with only the sound of the TV echoing.

After a while, Channing's cell phone rang.

He swiped the screen to connect, and two milky voices soon came from the other end of the line -

"Uncle Chan!"

"Uncle Chan~"

Channing's voice trailed off, "What's wrong?"

"When are you coming back? Lala misses you."

"Lele also wants to Uncle Chan oh."

Channing's lips curved gently: "Uncle Chan will be back tomorrow."

Winnie's hand holding the chopsticks paused slightly, why didn't she go back today?

Soon, the phone was answered by Stella: "Chan, it's raining outside, are you still at the office?"

"No."

"So have you eaten yet, if you haven't come over here and I'll make it for you."

the person across from him who was almost on

"OK, then I'll take the two little

hanging up the phone, Channing spoke, "Was the

she realized he was

and eat

Winnie: "......"

you hurry up and eat, and finish

"They'll be asleep by the time I

"Oh" again and went back

moment, got

whether she was surprised or happy, she hurriedly put down her bowl, "I'll ...... send it to

walked over to the couch and picked up his blazer, glancing at her, "You have

"It's ...... is it?"

adjusted her mood and watched

sound of the door closing came that she felt her

smile at the corner of his mouth was slowly replaced

he say that he didn't eat

very hungry when it's so easy to

her head hanging, looking out at the crackling rain, her hand

suddenly remembered something, stood up straight, and then hurriedly towards the door, halfway, she turned back and trotted into the bedroom, put on a hat mask sunglasses, and set a hooded jacket, wrapped inside and outside three layers, even the paparazzi with cameras dislike the

an umbrella and ran two blocks to find a pharmacy to buy a 72-hour

she got home, Winnie took off her coat, poured a glass of water, tilted her head back

collapsed back into the couch and

down and felt a

went back and touched

the pen and the corners of

He fell again.

at it for a while before putting the pen down

shower, she walked over to

all these dishes and basically

night, Winnie lay in bed, listening

the variety show has seen countless times, the corners of the

eyes seemed to

in her eyes at that

set the tablet aside, played

Another night passed.

it was still drizzling outside when Winnie got

the rain or the reason she didn't sleep much all night, but her whole mental state is not

the assistant's

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